Yellow (Part 1)
wearer is willing to hug
Gwi-nam x f/Reader
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Just like all my other stories, this has not been proofread, but please enjoy.
Am I late to this fandom? Oh hell, yes, but the show was so good.
Warnings: Some swearing. Nothing sexual yet
WC: 869
Gifs & photos do not belong to me. 1st gif @weputthefunin-funeral 2nd & 3rd gifs @dramastream
YN’S POV:
He is staring again.
Ever since I transferred to Hyosan High School a few months ago, I was used to being stared at, as I joined a month into the new school year.
Many people wanted to know where I was from. Why did I transfer?
Did I do something bad that made me have to transfer to a whole new school and leave my friends behind?
The answer was no.
My father got promoted and we needed to move for his job.
I quickly became old news and made friends. People stopped staring at me, except for one.
Yoon Gwi-nam.
"He is staring at you again." Jang-Mi said to me as she nudged my foot under the cafeteria table.
"I know. I can feel his eyes on me wherever I go."
"Maybe he likes you." Sun-Hee said as she nudged my shoulder.
Before I could say anything, Jang-Mi quickly said, "No shit."
The two of them started to bicker, and I ate there in silence, trying to wrap my head around what Sun-Hee said.
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I wasn't really paying attention to what the teacher was even saying. I was staring out the window, playing with the bracelets that I had on my wrist.
Laughing silently to myself at the myth that came with these so-called sex bracelets.
They were a going away gift from my friend Ye-Rim. She knew I like to try and accessorise the school uniforms as much as possible without getting in trouble, of course.
"Just make sure no one snaps them." She said teasingly.
"Or what? I will have to do what that person says?" I scoffed as I looked down at the bag of jelly bracelets.
"Yes." She then on to tell me what the meanings were behind each of the colours.
I felt a tap on my shoulder, and I sat up straight and leaned back slightly to listen. "You are gonna get caught." Dal-rae, another one of my friends whispered to me.
I was gonna say something back, but I was called on by the teacher to answer a question.
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I ran as fast as I could towards the school, but even I knew I wasn't going to make it on time, and that was going to be three demerit points.
Either way, I was gonna be late, so I decided to stop running and take my time, but I wasn't the only one.
Myung-hwan and his pathetic group of friends weren't that far from me, and that included Gwi-nam.
Who seemed to have a sixth sense of when I was close to him because he looked over his shoulder and I could see the half-smirk on his face.
He said something to Myung-hwan, who looked back at me as well and said something back to Gwi-nam that had the both of them laughing. Gwi-nam stopped walking, and the others continued walking.
I held my head up high and went to walk past him, but I didn't realise he had his hand out to grab my backpack until I was pulled back into his chest.
"Now, now, YN, where are your manners?" He tutted at me.
Gwi-nam's POV:
She raised her eyebrow at me. "What do you want, Gwi-nam?" She asked instead.
This is probably the first time I have heard her say my name. I mean, I hear it in my head as I think about her, but never once from her own lips.
"All I want is a hug."
She took a step back and looked me up and down, clearly confused.
"Why would I give you a hug? I don't even know you."
I figured she would ask that.
"You see YN when I saw those bracelets that you constantly wear under your jumper one day, I remember one of my older cousins mentioning them and said they were all a fad in North America when they did a student exchange program."
"They have no meaning." She tried to say.
"But they do. Now I would like a hug." I held the snapped, yellow bracelet up high for her to see.
YN gasped and looked down and saw that it was indeed gone from her wrist.
"Unless you want me to tell everyone that you actually had to come here because you got caught cheating on your exams at your old school."
"You are willing to tell some stupid lie just to get a hug? Why? No one else will touch you?" I could tell she was angry, but I stood my ground.
She looked like she was having an inner battle with herself, and she sighed and held her arms open and wrapped them around my waist, and I wrapped my arms around her.
The hug wasn't very long, but just as she was about to pull away, I made sure she heard me say, "You will be mine, YN." and I let go of her.
YN quickly turned to walk towards the school.
"Oh and YN?" She stopped and didn't say anything.
"Make sure to keep wearing those bracelets. I think you and are going to have fun with them."
Orange (<-Part 2)
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2023 Fic+Vid recs
A variety of things I liked this year, made this year. Once again, this got long, so fic recs and fandom-specific recs for dmbj are below the cut. But first a few miscellaneous vids
[vid] Cockroach Motherfuckers by eruthros, thingswithwings
multifandom
Immortal queer characters multi-vid! This is exactly as much fun and hopeful as it sounds. I've seen maybe 2 of the sources so you know, you don't have to have seen them all.
(We) Didn't Just Come Here to Dance [Fanvid] by FairestCat
fandom: Newsies
I haven't actually seen newsies, but I really liked this vid. Taking the (very dramatic) musical theater dancing and putting it to a Carly Rae Jepsen song works SUPER well, visually very fun time. Also, unions!
[Vid] Oceanographer's Choice by absternr
fandom: Heroes (cdrama 2022)
Bai Choufei, Su Mengzhen, and Lei Chun's fucked up relationship(s)/falling apart bad times. This vid is deeply upsetting, just a real exploration of sometimes caring a lot about each other makes everything worse. For maximum sad times, this goes well with absternr's other heroes vid, hey, I just met you, which is the meet-cutes that led to this whole mess.
[AMV] The Draw by Lovely Goblin
fandom: Revolutionary Girl Utena
Black Rose Arc! I've watched this vid so many times really good weird and creepy black rose arc vibes really good parallels between all the different duelists
Also blanket rec that if you've seen Everything Everywhere All at Once, consider looking for vids for it. There's a bunch on ao3 (which can be easier to navigate than youtube, though there are definitely more total vids on youtube) and they're pretty much all spectacular? I was going to include one or two in this rec post and couldn't decide
The wild phonemes of 40 Eridani Keid by astronicht
Fandom: Star Trek (aos/tos mashup canon)
relationship: Spirk
~10k words rated E
You know if you'd told me a year ago I'd be reccing a spirk fic in 2023 I would have been a bit surprised. This is not particularly my fandom wheelhouse. But you know, they're always good, and this fic is really great. This is almost an episode-fic except that nothing really happens plot-wise. But instead of a plot we get a lot of musing about geology and diplomacy and clever references to current events as history in that very trek kind of way and Spock being bitchy just for fun.
fuori dal mondo by bladedweaponsandswishycoats
fandom: Qi Ye
relationship: Beiyuan/Wu Xi, Beiyuan/Zhou Zishu (more plot than ship focused)
~60k words rated E
This is a retelling of Qi Ye except Beiyuan is... some kind of eldritch horror, part-time. It pretty much goes beat for beat through canon (which I appreciate, I loved that book and do not like any of the current tls enough to reread) but with the added layer of whatever is going on with this eldritch thing, which is very cool and tied into canon so don't let me spoil it for you.
We're Leaving Our Shadows Behind Us by lady_ragnell
fandom: Tortall - Protector of the Small
relationship: Kel/Neal/Yuki
~70k words rated T
Canon retelling of Squire and Lady Knight but from Neal's POV. This fic really digs into Neal as a character and the details of the worldbuilding of Tortall, especially the chamber of the ordeal. Also somewhere along the way it sold me on this ship, which I wasn't exactly rooting for when I read the books the first time.
The Untamed/MDZS
a harmony between qin and se by Alaceron
relationship: Wangxian
~60k words rated E
This is a gender-bent (to make it a het romance) no magic historical drama au where Wei Wuxian is a woman who's arranged to marry Lan Wangji. Honestly this is pretty far from the untamed, especially in terms of themes, though some plot elements will be familiar, but mostly it's just a really great compellingly written historical drama, that happens to have main characters with some familiar characteristics.
Like a Game of Chess by countingcr0ws
relationship: Wangxian
~40k words rated T
Modern au: influencer Wei Wuxian runs into Lan Wangji on a trip to Taiwan and they travel around together. I love all the little details of their trip - it's like getting to see a new place without going anywhere. Also sometimes I forget that wangxian are very cute? They're a good ship brant
The Epic Highs and Lows of High School Zine Production by el_em_en_oh_pee
relationship: Jin Ling & Jiang Cheng, Jin Ling & the mdzs juniors
~7k words rated G
Modern au: High schooler Jin Ling has big feelings about a lot of things, including zines, gender, and family. One of those juniors-centric fics that makes me say oh they are Teens huh.
DMBJ
A Little Hole in the Wall by MountainRose
gen, Liu Sang centric
~8k words rated G
Honestly I would rec this fic even to people who know nothing about tomb shows. One thing that really draws me to a book is descriptions of food (I have read multiple food memoirs this year), and this restaurant au has AMAZING food (and food prep) in it. Not too plotty, mostly just descriptions of delicious things and characterization via cooking.
green with an attitude by ilgaksu
relationship: heihua
~8k words rated T
If you are in the English language dmbj fandom and you care at all about heihua you probably have already checked out ilgaksu's fic, which has basically defined heihua for the English language fandom. My favorite heihua moments are when other people show up and give you that foil to realize how weird they are, and this fic has that both via Xiuxiu and Wu Xie. Also, a fic about dancing!
making anything last, keeping anything safe by A (mumblemutter)
relationship: Wu Xie/Xiao Bai (background pingxie)
~8k words rated M
Post canon Xiao Bai takes Wu Xie to explore a tomb that should be perfectly safe... (They set off a sex pollen trap.) I don't particularly ship this, but this fic was extremely well done and kind of sold me on the ship. Fun tomb, really fun characterization for everyone involved.
A World Made Over, Fresh and New by Thimblerig
gen, iron triangle, Wu Xie & Li Cu
~1k words rated G
If you've ever gotten specific dmbj fic recs from me, it's probably included something by Thimblerig, they're amazing at pulling in very specific canon snippets in under 5k words and I'd generally recommend going through their work by tags if you're looking for fic with underloved side characters or fic set during a part of canon that isn't UN or post-canon, which are generally easier to find. That said, this particular fic is in fact the fandom staple of post-reboot let's go look at a tomb and pulling in a big ensemble cast including some reboot folks. But it's a staple because it's a good vibe, and this is a really well done sliver of friendship and relationship building and perhaps even a tomb trap?
[Vid] Still Into You by absternr
iron triangle ot3
This vid is a bop! Multi-tomb show iron triangle being in love, through the years! I've got this bookmark tagged as "joyful"
[vid] When He Died by teyla
Wu Sanxing-centric
This vid really leans into the weird tomb nonsense and conspiracies and builds to something quite odd, meant in the best possible way. A concentrated version of what tomb shows want to be at their best, from a horror/strange spooky things perspective. Mind the tags.
[Vid] Before I Do by absternr
Xiuxiu character study
A vid all about Xiuxiu being a badass - she's so clever and cunning and she will figure out and surpass her family history.
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7. Not Explicitly Stated
Summary: “I know that gods roam the earth because I used to walk with them”, Haneul is an immortal being with powers that most humans would kill for. When Haneul gambles with the gods, she loses her powers and without her powers she’s cursed to die by the next full moon. She hurries to get her powers back with the help from the last person Haneul wants to be around: a demon.
Pairing: Demon!Hongjoong X Fem!O/c
Word count: 3,583
Warnings: mythical creatures, mentions of getting cursed, spiritual messages, mentions of religions, cussing, allusions to smut, mentions of loss of blood and drinking blood, mentions of possession, mentions of magic usage, mentions of death, death, violence, drinking, gambling, other idols are mentioned, pet names (darling, babe, baby, my dear), deals, misogyny, mentions of illness and postpartum depression.
Lee Haneul was born as a gift from the Heavens, or that’s at least what her mother told her. Between her dazed stated and the days where all she did was sleep, Ryu Dal-rae explained where Haneul came from. It was known to the girl that she was the only child her parents could have, her father’s attitude told her that. What wasn’t known to her was that Haneul came from the gods.
Close to their little village was what the villagers liked to call “The Heavens”, it was plot of land close to the road where travelers stopped and traded. It had no usual vendors nor did it sell the usual items, its vendors consisted of the very many gods.
You could not trade for cloth or feed for your animal, but for magic. Many people flocked for this small taste of magic, wanting their wishes to be granted. The villagers asked for help with things for their families or the village.
“Please grant us a good harvest.”
“Please let my daughter marry a rich man.”
“Would you please make sure my animals grow healthy and strong.”
“Allow my son to get a good job as an official.”
They flocked in huge groups but many wishes and magical items came with their price, some costed the person a year of servitude for the god or their first born, sometimes it costed them their memories. Dal-rae had always tried to be the best for her family, she never talked back to her parents and did her chores without any issues, she took care of her family and always did what they said and this included going to meet the Gods.
Dal-rae watched as her friends raced off through the stalls, she always stood just outside of the circle watching as those made deals with the “devils”. As she grew and matured, the woman forgot about the Gods. Instead she welcomed the arraigned marriage, that her parents found, with open arms wanting to be the best wife for her husband.
The man she married was harsh and aggressive, resenting his parents for the arraigned marriage. Dal-rae tried her best for the marriage, as she did with her parents but there was one thing she wasn’t able to do for her husband. She wasn’t able to have kids, no matter how hard she tried. Dal-rae tried everything, going to every physician and tried every elixir they suggested. Dal-rae tried going to Shamans, hoping that a blessing would change her circumstances but nothing ever did.
The woman became more depressed, as her body betrayed her desire to do the only thing she could do. She watched as all her other friends and the women in her village gave birth to their sons who grew up to be great young men and with that, her shame and sadness grew. All Dal-rae wanted was a child, but all she got was shame from her village and family and even her own husband started to become revolted by her.
The only thing that brought her happiness was the daily walks through nature Dal-rae took. It made her think of when she was younger, when she would chase after frogs after filling the buckets with water from the stream. Her mind raced but the second she started singing, it seemed like everything faded away until one day she wasn’t the only one humming.
Dal-rae had wandered to close to the place she always stayed away from, she hissed as a boy ran into her. The woman took a couple steps forward to steady herself but her eyes searched the stalls, the people seemed so happy as they sold and bought. A smile crossed her face for a second as she wondered why her parents kept her away from such a happy place, her feet moved faster than her mind and before she knew it; Dal-rae had crossed over into “The Heavens”.
It felt different inside the market, more energized but also so draining. Dal-rae had never felt so driven before but also so tired and sad, she drug her feet forward and fell to her knees in front of one of the Goddesses.
“Please!” The woman cried. “Please grant me a wish, I’ll do anything for you.”
Her hands reached out, her mind too clouded to think reasonably and her hands clasped onto the Goddess’s dress. It went silent and those around the two gasped, the mortals whispering to each other as the Gods were frozen too scared to approach the distraught woman or furious Goddess.
“You dare to touch me moral?” The Goddess spat out and tried to pull her dress from the woman’s hands
Dal-rae didn’t let go, “I beg of you, I’ve done everything right.”
She clung on for dear life and a circle cleared around them. Everyone was sure there was fire in the Goddess’s eyes, as her jaw clenched tightly. Women covered the children’s eyes sure that this was the last they would see of the woman.
“Get off me, you don’t deserve to touch me.” She brought her hand back and hit the woman, it was hard enough to push Dal-rae off of her but she just continued to beg for the Goddess’s help. “I’ll give you anything you want, money, servitude, my family. Please.”
The Goddess opened her mouth to bark something at the woman but another voice called from the crowd. “Jowangshin.”
The deep voice made everyone jump except Dal-rae who was now on her knees and crying into the ground. The crowd parted like the seas and a man walked into the middle, his gaze piercing as he glared at the Goddess. More people started whispering as they saw Mireuk, he stopped in front of Jowangshin.
“What is going on?” He asked
“Didn’t you see her, she grabbed me.” She hissed but Mireuk stepped closer to her. “That is your job, you comfort humans and grant their wish.”
“Then you do it.”
Dal-rae felt a hand on her shoulder, and slowly she sat up looking at the person. A smile covered her face as she saw another God.
“What is wrong my child?” He asked softly, the woman brought her hands up begging the God. “Please grant me a wish.”
“And what is that?”
“Please give me a child, my husband won’t look at me and I’m an outcast in my own village.” She cried before wiping away her tears
The God let out a sigh, he was stuck with a predicament. He had to make a deal with her, that was his whole job but the woman was so broken. She had no one, the man she had been married to wasn’t even there for her and she had been ostracized from her village.
“I’ll make you a deal, I’ll grant you your wish.” Dal-rae et out a sigh at his words almost jumping forward and pulling him into a hug. “Thank you so much, you are a powerful God.”
“But-“ He said pushing the woman back. “If it is a boy, he will inherit his father’s anger and hatred. But if it a girl- are you sure you want this?”
“Yes.”
“You’ll loose what you value the most.”
9 months later, Dal-rae wish was granted. Haneul was born healthy but her mother fell into a sickness, bedridden and unable to take care of the newborn so the job fell onto Yong-sam. He found it hard and uncomfortable at first, unsure how to take care of a baby along with his usual routine but as she grew he found a way. Yong-sam tried to teach Haneul as his son, shamed that he had a daughter instead of a son.
“Hold your sword up Haneul.” The young girl held up the stick she was using as a sword. It was bigger than her and felt like twice her weight
Her arms felt tired from picking it up and holding it over and over again for what felt like a hour. Yong-sam gave a smile before going on with his lesson.
“Now you never want to hold it-“ Haneul zoned out as she stared off, she tried to listen but what her father was talking about was boring
She stared off, watching as the other children ran off. They squealed and laughed as they played, chasing after each other. It looked like fun.
“Pay attention.” Yong-sam hit the back of his daughter’s head, “you need to know how to hold a sword if you want to use one.”
Haneul rubbed the back of her head and looked back at her father, he picked up his own and showed Haneul who followed his lead. The man continued with the basics and Haneul just followed along, every once in a while looking over at the kids playing.
One of the girls stopped, facing Haneul. She laughed and smiled, holding up her hand and beckoned for Haneul to come play. She smiled back at the other girl, know her well and wanting to play.
“I want you to hit me Haneul.” Yong-sam’s voice pull Haneul into the present. “As hard as you can and with good form.”
The young girl tightened her hands around the stick and lifted it up. Haneul groaned and wobbled a bit before running up to her father and pushing the stick forward, it barely moved and did nothing to her father. He gave a laugh as he pushed the stick away and watched the young girl pant.
“You call that hitting? I want you to try with all your might.” He egged her on
Haneul shook her head and took a breath, “dad, I don’t want to hurt you. I don’t think sword fighting is for me, can I go play?”
Yong-sam’s expression changed, he clenched his jaw as his eyes glared down at his daughter. He was stupid for thinking of training Haneul as a son, she would always be a daughter and wouldn’t bring anything but shame to him.
“Fine, go on.” He spat and Haneul smiled racing off to see her friend
Yong-sam wanted a child that wouldn’t bring him shame and Haneul wanted someone to understand her. Neither would get what they wanted, at least not in this lifetime.
••••
“Next time can you find someone who can actually help me?”
“What do you mean? Didn’t Yeosang help you?”
Haneul rolled her eyes, “no he didn’t, he just told me about another guy who can help me. Something called a Dokkaebi I don’t know what that is.”
Hongjoong let out a laugh, he had many run in with Dokkaebi, they were fun because of how mischievous they were. He had so many fun memories because of Dokkaebi’s but they also were mean.
“What are you laughing at?” Haneul eyed the Demon but he just shook his head. “Nothing.”
“I didn’t even know a Demon could laugh, I always thought they were just cackle menacingly.” Haneul told Hongjoong as they walked back down the path
“And I didn’t think Gods had feelings.” The Demon crossed his arms but Haneul held her finger up. “Ah not a god.”
He rolled his eyes and mumbled, “yeah you’re just a human now.”
Haneul stopped and turned to the Demon about to say something when a hand grabbed her arm and pulled her away. San pulled the girl away from Hongjoong, his big hands clamped on her shoulders.
“Are you okay? Did anything happen?” He bombarded her with question, Haneul just laughed and placed her hand on his. “San I’m fine, I’m glad you’re worrying about me. Can we just go home.”
She bent down and slowly picked up the umbrella, the rain had lightened up but San was drenched. Haneul smiled at him and turned away, getting into the car.
“Don’t look so eager San, your puppy is showing.” Hongjoong walked past San, and opened the car door
San let out a growl and got into the driver seat, the car sped down the road and back into town. It looked better than it had that morning, San lagged at bit behind the Demon and Haneul.
“Had he really been asleep for a hundred years?” She asked and Hongjoong nodded. “Yeah, last time he had seen the city cars were becoming big.”
“Wah, image how weird that be going to sleep when cars were barely a thing and waking up when you have so much knowledge in the palm of your hand.” She giggled and looked back at San. “Right San.”
“Yeah.” He answered and pushed past them, walking up to the door of his cafe
He pulled his keys out but when he grabbed the door, it opened. His eyebrows furrowed as San got ready to fight whoever was stupid enough to steal from a werewolf, his hand opened up and his claw grew. Hongjoong pushed Haneul behind him as the two men walked in.
“Finally some damn service.” A voice spat out
“Who are you?” San saw the man sitting in his cafe, Hongjoong stood by San making a wall in front of Haneul
The unknown man stood up, “someone called for a Dokkaebi.”
Haneul’s eyes went wide as she perked up, her feet pulled her up to the men as she looked around them.
“That was me.” She said and the two men relaxed, San closed his hand hiding his claws. “Yeosang said that a Dokkaebi could help.”
“We have to hurry, I’m kinda wanted by Mireuk.” He said and Haneul gasped almost running up to him. “Do you know the gods?”
Wooyoung stepped backwards, making some space between them. “You know who you’re talking to, unlike those two over there I have a creator that I work for.”
“Yeah Seokga-“ Hongjoong stopped San before he could say anymore. Haneul glared back at San. “Can you help me. I need to get to the gods.”
“I could help you but why should I?” He asked and crossed his arms, Hongjoong was the one to step forward. “Because I’m sure there’ll be some mischief along the way, and no Dokkaebi would be willing to say no.”
The Goblin opened and closed his mouth, Hongjoong and San smiled knowing they had cornered him. Wooyoung gulped, they were right he sure did love mischief.
“How about we talk over some food.” Haneul said begging, needing the help from the gods and this Goblin was the only thing standing in her way
“Yes!” He answered. “A plate of buckwheat jelly, Sorghum and red bean rice cakes would be nice.”
Haneul founded herself sitting, on the edge of her seat, in front of the Goblin watching as he shoved food into his mouth. The smell of buckwheat and red bean filled the cafe, San walked out from behind the counter and placed a plate of red bean cakes on the table. Wooyoung smiled and thanked the werewolf through a mouthful of food.
“So how do you know Yeosang?” Hongjoong asked standing away from the others. Wooyoung looked up. “We’re friends or well we were friends. Since he couldn’t use his powers outside of the forest, he relied on me. That was before he met you.”
The man glared over at Hongjoong before going back to eating, he smiled as he shoved another spoonful of food into his mouth. Haneul became impatient and so she blurted out:
“Can you find the gods?” Wooyoung froze as he looked back up at Haneul. “Didn’t I just tell you I’m wanted by Mireuk.”
Haneul leaned back and huffed out, “I wouldn’t think that would stop a Dokkaebi.”
The metal chopsticks fell from his hand and clattered on the plate. “What for? Why do you need them?”
“I don’t have to explain myself to a Goblin.” She hissed out angering the man more. “Fine but it’ll take a couple of days.”
“What!” Haneul yelled out. “I can’t wait a couple days, can’t you just teleport to wherever they are.”
“If that was possible then why don’t you.” Wooyoung stood up yelling back at the woman. “If it was so easy why did you want my help or Yeosang’s huh?”
“Shut up, just shut up.” Haneul slammed her hands against the table as her eyes filled with tears
She got up and turned, rushing out of the shop as San and Hongjoong yelled after her but Haneul just continued forward. She wanted to be alone or drunk or asleep, Haneul just didn’t want to be here right now. Her hands flew up to her face as she wiped the tears falling from her eyes.
••••
The music was enough to drown out Haneul’s feelings but the alcohol was just a bonus. She swayed to the music, letting herself get lost as she continued sipping on her drink. Haneul usually wouldn’t be caught dead in a club or anyplace with loud music and alcohol. That’s where the Gods hung out and Haneul never considered herself a god but that was before her life was shaved down to 27 days.
Her heart raced and her head was fuzzy, but she wasn’t drunk and was barely tipsy. The stupid memory from that Goblin weighed on her mind, and her mind refused to blackout. Between the memories of her old life and the wild goose chase for her powers, Haneul just wanted to live as a human for her last couple of days. So she took another shot and found herself on the dance floor.
This place was Hongjoong’s home, it’s where his powers thrived and he seemed to be more alive. His eyes darted around the club, eyeing some girls as his body screamed for him to relax and chase after those girls. His mind told him otherwise, find Haneul and he groaned every time he remembered. If his past self had seen him now chasing after a human girl, he would’ve been livid but the Demon justified it as his survival. Hongjoong felt like he was babysitting Haneul but it was for his survival, Hongjoong had to make sure she was safe so that he was safe.
The Demon pushed through the crowd, hissing under his breath about how this was stupid. The crowd cleared for a second and Hongjoong saw Haneul, she stood in the middle of the floor jumping and dancing around. He was frozen for a second, she seemed like she was having fun something that was…unusual for Haneul. Ever since he had met her, the woman never seemed like the type to let loose and just have fun. Hongjoong almost didn’t want to stop her fun and just watch her but he shook the thought out of his head.
“Haneul!” He called her name as he got closer to her. “Haneul, let’s go.”
He grabbed her hand, pulling her from her clouded mind but she pulled back. “No, leave me alone.”
Hongjoong sighed, from the slurring of her words and the reek of alcohol told all that he needed. “How many drinks have you had?”
“Not enough to make me not remember your nagging voice.” She answered basically yelling over the music. He really did feel like a babysitter. “You can’t just fall into alcohol to ease the pain.”
She let out a laugh, “you’re sounding like San now, I thought you were supposed to be the fun one.” Haneul hissed before hitting his shoulder and walking off into the crowd
He let out another low groan as his hands clenched into fist, reminding himself that he couldn’t do anything but protect her. Hongjoong turned around, as Haneul disappeared into the crowd, and chased after her. Finalized he found the woman standing over at the bar, his eyes wide as he saw what she was about to drink.
“Thank you.” He said as he pulled the nectar from her hands. Haneul glared at the Demon. “Are you trying to kill yourself? You can’t have nectar as a human.”
She clicked her tongue before spitting out. “it’s better than just waiting to die. Why do you care anyways.”
“I can’t lose the person keeping me alive.”
“Stop saying that to me! You don’t love me, it’s just one of your tricks. Just leave me alone.”
Haneul pushed past the Demon again, stumbling towards the door and out into the night. She fell onto a bench close by as tears clouded her vision, Haneul never wanted it to end this way but she guessed she would never get her happy ending. The woman stared up at the sky, looking up at the stars always calmed Haneul but she couldn’t help but let the tears pour.
“Do you like watching me suffer? Why do you keep on following me?” Haneul sighed not even looking over at the Demon to know that he was there. Hongjoong just laughed. “You won’t like the answer.”
“Can’t you leave a dying Goddess in peace?”
“Ha you finally admit you’re a Goddess?”
“No I just- it’s uh just. I’ma go back inside-“
Haneul was cut off as the Demon moved, he got down on his knee’s in front of her. His eyes almost seemed to shine with love and happiness and the sight made the fuzziness in her head disappear and reappear in her stomach.
“Let me take you home, you’re in no shape to go out.” He said softly with a smile
Haneul had weird feeling in her gut, something new and unusual. Hongjoong knew that he was obligated to protect Haneul but there was nothing explicitly stated about falling in love.
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